A Friend Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

A Friend



Do we think that we have,
what we have.
All my dreams that come,
never came.
Far from there next to here.
They come black and white,
living color.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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